My own presentation is probably the hardest text I will ever write on this blog. Perché non so mai cosa dire di me stessa. Más que nada, no se por donde empezar.
Don't expect this blog to be written in one language nor in a consistent way. I think I am too lazy for that. It is a space I created to share the little stuff I write every now and then. Actually, I started with the intention (or the need) to put out things I already wrote. Travel notes, reflections (up to you to determine if they are philosophical or delirious ), poems and short stories.
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I am Francesca. My passport is Italian and, therefore, it, technically, makes me Italian. I have been born and raised in Italy, but several years ago I started to move to different places. I lived in France, Sweden, Germany, Argentina, and the U.S. I believe every place taught me something about life, shaped my culinary taste or my music preferences, so...where am I from? To be honest, I do not particularly care about the answer.
I like Science (I initially moved because of my job as a Physics researcher) and I also like to write about pretty much everything that comes to my mind and pretty much in any of the languages I speak. What just pops up as a natural thing is Poetry. Or, at least, what others would call poetry. I never really bothered about giving it a definition until I felt I wanted to share it. Then, you know, I had to name it...
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The real me in the real world.